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I hear them call the tide
Join Date: Dec 2005
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One Tuesday morning, when the fog was gloomy glum
I thought to myself, it's time for a new poem Something cleansing, something fresh. something so brand new Something so way out there, eclipsing all the poo Sadly there the process stopped, brain was all fogged up No wowness to be found inside a coffee cup So you read with hopes all raised, waiting for the joke Only to reach the end and realise there's no hope. An anticlimax, I'm all done, ....well just about I forgot one important thing I oughta shout Whenever you feel down, depressed, or just sick For the love of cock, don't forget to eat a dick.
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